Chapter 20
Kaelun
Yalina’s sweet taste coats my tongue, but Jah’ruud doesn’t release the tight grip he has on my head.
My senses are alight with it. Beneath me she moans and arches, and Jah’ruud’s invisible fingers tighten in my hair.
My balls ache for release. When he shoves me roughly into her, my cock jumps with excitement.
I’ve given my body to please both men and women.
When you live on the street you do whatever you can to feed yourself.
But I’ve never craved a man’s touch like I crave his firm grip.
Suddenly I’m imagining what it would feel like for him to push inside me as roughly as he controls my pleasure of her.
It’s too much. Sinking my hips onto the sofa, I grind against the mattress, desperate for sensation. I miss her hands and mouth on my cock, but the memory alone has me dripping. All the while I suck and lick her, holding a steady motion and suction, making sure I please her.
That’s my job here; Jah’ruud was right. I can’t let her down. I need to last until she comes apart. I may not be a real prince. I may not be able to give her the right presents or take her flying, but this is one thing I can give her. So I can’t let up.
Yalina pushes up on her elbows, looking down at me. I try to stay focused, but she’s so fucking beautiful like that I can’t help glancing up at her. Her gaze is soft, through heavily lidded eyes. Her mouth is gently parted in a sigh of pleasure.
My sac tightens as she whispers my name. My real name.
“Kaelun, gods, it feels like your hands are everywhere! How are you so good at this?”
I should tell her it’s not just me. That Jah’ruud is helping. But my mouth is busy. I keep right on eating her sweet pussy until she sinks back against the soft cushions behind her with a moan.
Jah’ruud’s grip on my hair softens. “Add your finger.”
He doesn’t need to tell me twice. I slide a finger through her moist folds, and with a groan I sink it into her inviting cunt. Yalina gasps. I tease at the inner walls while lapping at her nub until I find the place that makes her tighten around me.
She cries out.
I smile to myself at the sound. I hope her servants don’t come looking to find out what’s making their mistress make such noises. I don’t stop though. It would be a crime to stop now. When she’s so close.
As I think that, her back bows. She trembles under my tongue. I curl and pump my finger, reaching for that secret place within her.
“Yes.” Jah’ruud hisses in my ear. He seems almost as invested in this as I am. If I didn’t know better—
Yalina gasps. Her cunt squeezes tight around me. I grind hard against the mattress, pleasure rising in me until I’m right on the edge of bursting myself.
Then she shudders and cums on my tongue. I grin, working her through it even as I ache for my own release.
When the trembling stops and she lets out a long sigh, I raise my head. She is looking down at me in wonder. “That was… that was…” She breaks off into laughter, and her head drops back onto the cushions.
I’m laughing too, from pride and desperation both. I want to sink myself deep inside her, to slake my need on her body. At the same time, I want to hold and pet her and thank her for allowing me the privilege of bringing her to release. I deserve no more than that.
An unsteady breath tickles my ear. “Good.”
My cock twitches. So this affected Jah’ruud like it affected me. Or near enough anyway.
I don’t have time to investigate that further because Yalina sits, glancing at the door. “You should go.”
I gape at her in disbelief. “Now?”
“No one must know you’re here.”
I can’t form a coherent reply.
She pushes me to my feet. “Quickly. Can you imagine what Aurelion would do if he knew you had snuck into my room?”
I frown. “I don’t care what he thinks.”
“But I do. I must. Let me do this the right way.”
My frown softens as I realize she must be talking about letting him down gently. Then my heart swells in my chest as I consider what that means—she’s chosen me. “Fine, but I’m not ashamed of what we shared. And you shouldn’t be either.”
She stops pushing me to fist her hands in my tunic and pull me close again. “I’m not ashamed.” She lifts her chin and brings me in for a lingering kiss. My cock surges to life again.
I sigh when she pulls away. “I have responsibilities to my people. But I love what we share.”
Does that mean she loves me?
There’s a sound at the door, and I finally hurry into action. Pulling up my trousers, I dart onto the balcony just as the door opens a crack.
A servant pokes their head inside. “May I enter, Light of the Sun?”
“Just a moment, please.” Yalina sounds too calm and collected for my liking. I have no idea where Jah’ruud has disappeared to.
Yalina gestures to me with a hissed admonishment, and regretfully I make my way over the balustrade and part way down the vine beneath.
I’m astonished when her face appears over the edge a moment later. “Say this will not be the last time.”
I blink. “Of course not.”
She smiles, and I almost forget to breathe. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight—”
She disappears before I can say more. I climb down and sneak back to my room regretfully.
As the door closes behind me, I lean back against it and let out a long sigh. My cock twitches uselessly in my trousers, and I groan.
“You didn’t totally disgrace yourself, I suppose.”
I open my eyes to find Jah’ruud standing in front of me with his arms folded across his broad chest. My body is a riot of sensations: the ache of unfulfilled need tenses my belly, my head is swimming with images of Yalina.
I taste and smell her on my face and hands.
But right now, the strongest memory is of Jah’ruud’s hand in my hair and his voice in my ear as I made her cum.
The way he growled in my ear—she cums first.
I’m hard again in a moment, wound too tight to question what the hell I’m doing. I step forward, so close to him I have to tip my chin up to hold his gaze. “I think you enjoyed that.”
Something passes across his face. A tic in his jaw is the only movement he makes for a long moment. Finally he speaks, and when he does, his voice is rough with pent-up need. “Yes.”
That need catches fire in my belly, and the flare lights me up all the way to my toes. “So did I. But I’m not done.”
His brows crease into a frown. “If you think I’ll service you…”
I grin as I drop to my knees in front of him. My mouth is already watering. Reaching for his belt, I tug him closer to me so I can rub my cheek against the hard outline in the front of his trousers. “Who said anything about you servicing me?”
His cock jumps against my face, and he lets out a soft groan. “Why would you do that?”
Has he never had anyone please him? “Because I want to. Because it’s hot. Because right now I need to touch and be touched.”
“You could force me.”
“I don’t want that. I want you as hungry as I am. I thought you were.”
His next exhale is unsteady. I look up at him as I trace his cock with my lips, and I can practically see his willpower eroding away.
“What do you want?”
“What do you want?” I throw back at him.
Something seems to snap then. He reaches down, threading a fist into my hair. “I want to push you over that bed and use your body for my pleasure.”
His words sear through me, and I suck in a breath. “Then do it.”
His expression hardens. Next moment he releases his belt and exposes his cock for me. It’s huge and blue, just like the rest of him. The foreskin is drawn back from a flushed, moist tip several shades darker than the rest of the shaft.
Not waiting to be told, I grasp him firmly with one hand and bring him to my open mouth. That’s all for a long moment. I hold him there, looking up at him, letting him rest on the flat of my tongue.
With a growl, he moves suddenly, tightening his fingers in my hair, pulling my mouth over his cock.
I wrap my lips around him and taste. He’s salty and musky, different from Yalina’s sweetness, which still lingers on my tongue.
Combined, their flavor is perfect. Drugging.
I suck harder, drawing on his hot, thick flesh.
He thrusts forward, filling my mouth, and I’m stretched to my limit.
Jah’ruud is by far the largest male I’ve ever been with.
There’s something so exciting about that.
All his leashed power is about to be inflicted on me.
With the state I’m in, I feel as if I could take whatever he gives me.
Reaching down, I free my cock and wrap my hand around it as I keep working Jah’ruud with my mouth.
He stops, draws back. “What are you doing?”
I can’t help moaning as I pump a little faster, leaning back to let him get a good look. “Touching myself.”
Suddenly I’m lifted off my feet. I think for a moment his hand is around my throat, but he’s not touching me.
Instead a blast of wind swirls around each wrist and leg.
Jah’ruud’s pale blue eyes cut into me as he lifts me higher and higher until my head almost touches the ceiling.
“You’ll cum around my cock or not at all. ”
My mouth drops open, and I let out a whimper of need. “I can’t even play with my dick a little?”
His deep rumble of laughter vibrates through me. “You asked me what I want. Now are you going to do it or not?”
It seems I have no choice. I wonder if he would stop if I commanded it now. If I begged him. I don’t truly want to find out. I’ve started down this path, and I’m going to find out where it takes us. “Yes,” I choke out.
“Good.”
Thrusting forward his hand, he drops me onto the bed. A moment later he’s on me, pushing me roughly, flipping me until my face is in the mattress. A firm hand on my neck. The other tears my clothing until I’m bared to him.
Will it hurt when he enters me? It’s been a while since I’ve taken anyone, let alone someone as large as Jah’ruud. I’m both excited and scared to find out. My aching cock hangs uselessly between my legs, desperate for sensation. Denied.
I groan when a firm pressure presses at my hole, but it’s not a cock that enters me a moment later, it’s not large enough.
It still spears me open, stealing my breath, making my cock jump. I do my best to relax, and Jah’ruud slides his finger deeper inside me until he hits a place that makes me fist the bedding and moan aloud. “Oh fuck. Please. Right there.”
This is what I’ve been waiting for. He curls his finger and strokes against that place, and the room goes dark. Shadows crawl up the corners to black out the lights. I swim in the darkness, aware only of the stroking inside me. Of his hand on my neck holding me down.
“You’re going to take all of me,” Jah’ruud rasps. “Every last inch. And you’re going to like it.”
I laugh, but the sound is muffled by the mattress. Oh gods, I’m definitely going to like it. What the fuck is happening here? I only know I’ve never needed something so much. Never been hanging on by a thread but so deeply unwilling for it to end.
I grit my teeth as he withdraws his finger and adds another. Soon he’s opened me up and the hand on my neck slides down my back to cup my ass. “Now be a good boy and take it.”
As he says this, Jah’ruud pulls his fingers from my hole. While I’m still adjusting to the loss, the fat head of his dick replaces them and there’s a burn as he thrusts inside.
I gasp. He’s so much bigger than a few fingers. So big I don’t know for a second if I can stretch to accommodate him. But a moment later he thrusts deeper still and pushes past that inner barrier.
I groan.
Jah’ruud leans close. “Take it.”
With a shaky exhale, I relax even further as he sinks all the way home.
He lets out a deep, rough groan. He breathes a curse in a language I don’t recognize. Then he starts truly fucking me, and it hits home just how unprepared I was for this.
His flesh slaps against mine in a steady rhythm. He fills me up, makes my toes curl as his cock strokes every sweet spot deep within me. He stretches me out with every thrust. Holds me down, makes me into nothing but his toy.
It’s like being swept up into a windstorm. It’s wild and out of control.
Behind me, Jah’ruud tenses. Excitement fills me, but is he going to let me cum if he finishes now?
I’m so close, but without touching my cock I don’t know if I can get there. “Please let me stroke it,” I whimper.
Jah’ruud growls. He pulls out completely, and I groan in frustration. Next moment he flips me onto my back, pushes my knees up to my chest, and plunges deep inside again. My eyes roll back in my head. “Hold your legs,” he growls.
I do as he commands.
Then he grasps my cock, and I suck my bottom lip between my teeth. I’m right back on the edge. At this angle, his cock hits that spot inside me even harder. Over and over and over he spears into me. The look on his face is wild and desperate.
“If you want to cum, you have until the count of ten,” he says, stroking me with a firm grip.
“What? No, how can I…?” I groan as he strokes me faster. Maybe I can.
“One.”
He sinks all the way to the hilt and pulls out again, deep, long strokes.
“Two.”
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I close my eyes and focus on the sensation deep inside me.
Jah’ruud’s head drops and his brows furrow. “It’s going to feel so fucking good to finish inside you.”
Fuuuuuuuck. I need this so badly.
“Three. Four. Five.”
Then he leans back, the angle changes again, and all of a sudden it’s coming in a rush. Bigger, from deeper within me than I’ve ever felt before. I let out a long cry.
He releases my cock,, but it doesn’t matter. I don’t even hear him counting the rest of the way to ten. All I can hear is the rushing in my ears as my soul leaves my body and I cum and cum until my belly is covered with it, until it splatters on my face.
Jah’ruud lets out a roar, and I know when he cums too because all the air rushes out of the room. I’m full up until it’s gushing from me in a hot sticky mess, and all I can do is laugh like a lunatic while my body shakes and everything collapses in on itself.